Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1887-12-17
w HOLE No. S45.

how the old town does rustic and
| thrive. For all that is nice, clean and
neat, friend Jeffries can scarcely be
beat. He has hardware, notions and
shoes, and nearly everything family
| can use.
OF Miss Griffiths the same is quite
true, whose new stores at the head of
Frosts' avenue.
Now, backward, O backward, turn,
JOURNAL, tonight. for the walk is not
over by big sight, for here's Holes
grocery, with everything good --coffees,
flour, sugar, and all kinds of food.
But we're too fast-it can't be de-
MED, that to n hungry man there's
nothing so good as oysters well fried.
Well retreat a short space. for Blasse
knows by the cut of ones face, whether
he will take them that way or stewed,
and he cares not whether you're
gentleman or dude.
Back on Main street-ah me! how
frightful the labor of eating, when
ones already full and friends keep re-
pleting-but here's N. NJ. Deans place,
who has always on Land, all kinds of
hardware that one may demand. He
has nails, tacks and hinges and guns,
pistols and hatchets, and iron by the
| tons.
But we pass on. Here's Beall,
RDnSh ~ 70 with n OF f,,l g J.
that look down on you temptingly as
pretty girls from their hoods. They've
everything to eat and to wear, and
whatever you want you'll always find
| there
Right here is Lambert, with Nc
keehan and Shearer, to aid him-could
anything she clearer? His store is
neither lengthy nor wide, but it's cram
med full of goods on each side. His
medicines cure every sickness or ache,
and are fixed up so nice they're toler-
ably easy to take. Here are pills for
the sick, the deaf and the blind, and
mixtures for ailings of every kind.
George Ort comes neXt-a pleasant
toned grocer, who, when he's 'outr
says so with u musical ''no, sr.n Ev-
erything is neat, pretty and clean all
kept in this trim by Miss Josephine.
Then, there's Mr.. Keller, who deals
in the same, has all that is palatable
that you canname. Like neighbcr Ort
he has hours and the weed, sugars,
cotfees and shipstulf and feed.
Nearly home. blessed name) and
it's late in the might've feel like rest
but whose store is this on the rightP
"Hitchins Bros" saith the sign, and
they're merchants indeed. who keep in
all lines whatever we need. They have
handkerchiefs gorgeously hemmed,
and trimmings ga1ore and sparklingly
gemmed. They've goods for the
ladies, who cannot refuse them, for
brother Adam has taste and knows
how to choose them! 0, the satins
and silks, and trimmings and laces
ornaments for the hair and wells for
the faces and clothes for the gents
for young and for old, so warm and so
thick they keep out the cold. Then
they have sugar and molasses, and
coffee and tea, and buckets and bas-
kets and matches-dear me With
brother Owen away in the woods 'mong
the pines, moving here and there su-
perintending the mines, you can wager
all you've got that biz is bound to hum
that the goods have got to go, and
the coal S got to come.
1t was now many minutes past ten,
and the JOURNAL, a-weary, hied to its
den; and there, all alone, struggled
and fought, with a legion of rhymes
that all the names might be caught.
But, o, hapless fate, how many de-
fed, the rhymester's rude effort till
nearly he cried. There were Hartzell
and Rodda, and Williams and Croft;
the Gunters and Lewis whom all have
seen oft; Mcmillan and Moody, and
Hooking d Son, who furnish neat
goods in wagons that run. And Koch
and Shaffer, and Hill-eould we be
falrer, than to name them along with
Gehauf & Mayer? There's Evans,
Wagner, and Wilson, Lemmert and
Wade--all sell goods of the best that
are made. On Broadway is Wolfe and
near him is Payne-and Wilderman
with meat-but we must get back to
Main. Gross the street is Mason with
his medicines and drugs--to cure the
halt and sick, and lays out the bugs.
Near him is Michael & Burton, who
sell nearly everything except ices, and
way Olive nearly forgot them--tbe
Prices. There aIe others, PERHAPS,
who should claim our attention, but
their names are host and their goods
too numerous to mention.
BY staying up longer we might
have said more, but midnight had
now come-we thought it but prudent
that we should now snore-at home to
rest on pillow and bed, and think of
the good and evil things said, by our
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